Hello guys. It's me again. Sorry for the long wait, here is the newest chapter. Enjoy

For you guys who like the polyvores- I changed the system. First it's the cover picture with Sophia (Actually Jodelle Ferland) and Emma from When life changes/ when the past catches up, and then a newer picture of Emma (actually Bella Thorne). Then it's the characters that turn up already in when life changes- then the characters that turn up in when the past catches up. Then some edits for characters and stuff in listh. Then comes the edits for when I returned. Get the system? Great.

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"My everything hurts."

I looked up and gave a slight smile when Jim came walking into the kitchen by noon. And tried to shake the memories of my own seizures off when he came- slowly and moving carefully walking closer to me and sat down next to me.

"What are you doing?" He looked down on the paper I was sketching some words and drawings at. "Marley's birthday? When is Marley's birthday?" I couldn't help but smile a bit bigger- no matter how sick he was feeling or how much everything hurt. Jim, like most children his age couldn't stand the sneakiness from seeing the words scribbled by the top of the paper.

"Marley's birthday is on Sunday." I explained to him. "Do you know what date that is?" Jim silent for a moment, then shook his head carefully. "It's October the twenty seventh. And she will be twelve years old. Now- birthdays in an as big family as we have got here. They're always very special. And I'm trying to come up with some ideas for what we can have on it? Can you think of anything?" I saw it coming already before the words had been on his lips.

"A fishing for prices game."

Of course Jim- the dumping ground's own pirate wanted a fishing game.

"Okay, so what should you be able to catch? You know… a friend of mine- for the times when you would catch things you didn't want…. She'd use a diaper and then melted chocolate so look like it would be poop in it." Jim gave a slight chuckle. "It's true."

I wasn't happy that Jim had had a seizure of course. I hated to admit it, but I was a bit selfish of remembering back to those times when I used to have epilepsy myself and God those seizures… But Jim seemed to light up more and more by the second (and when he didn't he laid down and took a nap and then he was back) and he had great fun ideas for the party.

At last, only an hour or so before the children came home I and George went off to do some shopping for the things we needed. And then while I stuffed everything into the warderobes in the staff bedroom, he had to go and get the children. At last, just as I had put a small bag of balloons into a drawer in the bedside table, I heard the car pull up and the front door open.

"George is cooking dinner today…" Ashton said when I came out into the hallway. "…Usually ends up well… weird. But…" She just shrugged and walked past me to go upstairs. The rest of the children followed and soon I was left alone in the hallway and walked to the kitchen to help George.

"You know… How you said yesterday that caused such rush this morning… Sometimes it's better tl just stay quiet about such things." I told Marley when she sat down next to me by the table. "I know you meant well, but as you noticed- it all just turned into chaos."

"But Emma." Marley protested. "What's life without taking a bit of chances? Anything and everything can turn into chaos here. So why not just stop worrying about it until something happens and have as much fun as you possibly can?"

That I did not have an answer for. She was right though.

"Where's Shawn?" I and Marley were interrupted and David looked up at the care worker when George put a kettle with some vegetable stew on the table. "And what is this."

"Shawn isn't home from school. And this is a stew that instead of meat- it's got beans and broccoli and that kind of stuff. You know you have to eat it… And you know you always make those faces but you also know you usually end up liking it."

"Why do you always have to make such weird things?" Marley asked, George gave a short chuckle. "Well, I can decide what we're having on Sunday right? Since it's my birthday and all."

"UGH." Violet interrupted Marley. "Will you just shut up about your birthday? And this is a thousand times better than your fatty burgers or pizza. But George… Why do you always have to make the sauce so fatty…"

"Hey guys." Before we had time to talk about anything else Shawn had come home. His leather bag seemed heavy where he dropped it and pulled a hand through his hair looking to all of us by the table. "Sorry I didn't mean to be so late. I had to do some homework left at school... And… Mike, can I eat in my room just this one time? I've still got a ton of school work to do."

"Come on Shawn." Marley moaned behind me. "It's holidays now. Important holidays. And what is most important on important holidays is to chill out and just have some fun, not worry about school."

"Why is it so important?" David asked from Marley's other side. "I like going to school."

"Well... It is important because Sunday in two days is an important day…"

"Here we go again." Violet moaned. "You haven't been talking about other stuff than holidays and your birthday and what you want for weeks. Will you just shut up?"

"Violet's only jealous…" Peityn pushed a bean back and forth over her plate. "Because she likes being the center of attention and when it's somebody else's birthday she can't."

Peityn had just said what everyone knew.

Well… it was just that no one had ever said it before.

"You… stupid… little… BRAT." Violet stood up holding onto her glass of water. It wasn't hard to guess what she was going to do and is what she did when she threw with the glass so the water spurted all over Peityn who screamed at the top of her lungs. "I HATE YOU."

"Peityn is right though."

"SHUT UP MARLENA."

We were all turning towards Marley as Violet had called her by her full name. The brown- haired had dropped her fork with a bang and first went pale as a sheet, then bright red while she fizzled her words between her teeth.

"Do… not… call me that name."

"Violet, Marley, Peityn…" George interrupted the three girls all together. "Peityn, it's just water keep on eating. Violet, sit down and keep on eating and Marley…" He made a pause. "Keep on eating. Let's just end that here and now and get back to eating okay…" Violet opened her moth to say something and obviously protest but George was quicker. "…Uh-uh. Stop that now."

"Fine." This time George didn't have the time to interrupt before Violet started protesting again. "I don't want to talk to any of you anyway. I hate you all. Especially you MARLENA."

"You can't call me that, only mu…"

Everyone around the table silent. They had been silent before too watching the fight and George interrupting. But when Marley was on her way to say her mum was the only one to call her by her full name there was that kind of silence someone could have cut through it with a knife.

"What are you all staring at?"

Marley's voice sounded faster and more fizzling than I had heard it before, and with anger in her moves she grabbed her fork and started shoving vegetables and rice into her mouth.

"Well Shawn." A few minutes later, with everyone still being dead silent it seemed like Marley wanted to start some new subject. But her voice sounded forced and hoarse. "How is your new school? Much to do I presume."

"Sure, the new school is great…" Shawn grabbed a piece of bread and some butter in the same quick moves as Marley before him. "But I've got a ton of homework during the holidays…"

"You have always got a ton of homework. And you're never fun anymore."

Shawn didn't answer on David's comment. But his sense was clear and the same moves as Marley before him told us all about his stress and anger. He pushed as quick and as much vegetables and bread into his mouth. Then moaned when he stood up and picked up his bag from the floor, as if it was really heavy. Which it probably was anyway. But he didn't say anything else and no one tried to talk to him when he left the kitchen and continued up the stairs.

"Hey." As soon as I'd finished my dinner and put my plate in the dishes I followed Shawn's path to his room. "The other kids are right." I went inside and sat down on the foot of his and David's bed. As close to himself as possible. "It's holidays, no school for nine days. You should take some time off and just relax like the others."

"I just need to…"

"You need to relax every once in a while. Just like everybody else."

"Everybody else hasn't got a ton of homework. But I just need to finish this…" He held up some papers. "I should have them finished by the end of today. Then I can relax…" I looked to his bag, which seemed heavy and full with books. "Look…" Shawn sighed. "Just stop worrying. I have got control of this I promise."

I had a weird feeling in my stomach when I left Shawn sitting by that desk. And it wasn't rocket science exactly- but something was really up behind that promise and with that new school and whatever it was it wasn't good.

"Hey pumpkin" My thoughts were interrupted when I heard George's voice in the stairs. And walking down I had to pass him where he sat right next to the window seal where Marley sat. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah." Marley answered while I walked on, right in the hallway noticing my shoe was untied. "It's just that… Times like these with birthday and such, and when someone calls me Marlena it always makes me think about… well, you know."

I knew I shouldn't be eavesdropping, and remembered what Mike had said that Marley was closer with George than any other care worker. But as I silent kneeled down in the hallway I kind of couldn't help to hear what they said.

"Mar…" George's voice. "There won't be anyone to blame you if you let go and… well… you are allowed to think and remember your parents and your brother. As much for the bad times and what happened as the good memories. You're allowed to be sad and angry and afraid and... Oh, Marley."

Neither Marley nor George said anything more and I couldn't see them. But I heard the sound of muffled sobs- Marley probably held her hand over her mouth or had buried her face in George's shirt or something. And with that I decided that enough was enough and left.

To work in the dump with three care workers and one trainee was chaos. Sometimes none of us knew when we would be working next time or not. But I did know I had the Saturday off and I did know that I worked the night between Marley's birthday Sunday and Monday. I also did know that this was my first night alone since that chaotic one with Marty and Wheezy and Violet and everything.

And I did know that before I arrived at two on Sunday afternoon everyone had acted like they had forgotten all about Marley's birthday. That they had acted like they didn't know and kept her from going into the living room. All until I came inside and George led her through the big doors to the hallway

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARLEY."

The big smile on Marley's face was undeniable while she, during cheering and singing from all of the others sat down in between Peityn and David in the sofa and glanced over the pile of presents on the table. Her brown eyes were shining looking at them and she seemed all frozen.

"All the packages have got beige wrapping and bronze colored silk bands…" She looked up from the ornament as if we couldn't see it for ourselves. "Look." Peityn handed her a box and she pulled off the band, then collected her hair on the back of her head and tied it around it to make a tail.

"Very nice… but you know…"Mike said with a slight smile. "…Here on the dumping ground we can't always fix or afford the most or the nicest presents." Marley smiled back and tried to say something, but Mike interrupted. "But… it's the thought that counts and…And I have something a bit more special for you. And I've checked all of your presents and I think you'll like…"

"Mike…." Marley finally found a way to make her voice heard. "I don't care how expensive or cheap the presents are, and I think you know that. I don't even care how many they are or how big. I'd rather have one small present that suits me, than a hundred big ones of random stuff I'll never use… Now…" Marley glanced over the small pile of presents. "Now, which one should I start with?"

"Start with mine, start with mine…" Peityn seemed overly excited and lifted a big, soft package. "I bought it especially for you, because I know you like… Oh, now I almost told you what it is. Come on, open it." Marley had already started and soon had gotten away all the wrapping paper and thread to reveal a stuffed koala bear. "Don't you like it? I bought it for my own money."

"We all bought the presents for our own money you stupid kid…" Violet snorted. "…Which is why I never bought one… And Marley's twelve, she's not a baby. Only babies have stuffed animals.

"Shut up Violet." Marley interrupted and looked to Peityn who seemed on the verge to tears by Violet's words. "Don't worry Peityn. I still use stuffed animals when I go to sleep. "It's so soft. I love it." Marley hugged it close to her cheek. "Thank you."

Violet snorted, but thankfully didn't say anything more while Marley reached for the present that David and Shawn had bought for her.

"A box." She almost jumped with faked excitement while she pulled the strap from this present around Ella's pony tail. "I've always wanted a box."

"Look what is in it silly." David found Marley's excitement funny and could barely stop laughing when Marley picked up some kind of figure from it.

"How cool…" Marley turned and twisted the bronze colored figure in her hand. "This will look great on my shelf, I was just wondering what to put on that empty one. It's like you read my thoughts, thank you guys." David was shining like the sun when Marley looked up at him, then put away the figure- which was shaped like a dolphin jumping through a ring and reached for the next gift. "Now who is this from?"

The presents Marley was given were pretty plain normal ones. I knew that some people wouldn't be grateful. But unwrapping a Soul Eater T-shirt and a pair of jeans shorts from George and Luce, two different beauty-and-the-beast movies (the animated version and the newer one with Emma Watson), Hannah Montana the movie and Big Hero six from Nathan, Qwyn and Emily, a CD with music from Austin and Ally from Ashton, and a bunch of candy from Brielle and a football from Marty Marley just acted like every little thing was the best thing she had ever had. And I couldn't have stopped smiling if I tried.

"This one is from us." There weren't many left when Ella handed Marley the present from herself and her twin sister. "We really hope you like it."

"But Ella hopes you don't." Tracie interrupted. "Because if you don't she will take it." Marley laughed and unwrapped a necklace.

"Don't worry Ella. You can borrow it any time you want…A polar bear." She fingered with the porcelain figure hanging from the long silver chain. "A stuffed koala bear, a bronze figure with a dolphin and this. You guys know me way too well." Marley smiled while she pulled the necklace over her head. "I love polar bears."

"You love all animals." Qwyn said a bit of teasing. "It's not exactly rocket science." Marley took a piece of wrapping paper and pressed it into a ball that she threw at the older boy. "Ow… Mike, Marley threw a paper ball at me- she's mean."

Mike shook his head at the teenage boy and then handed her the last present- the one from himself.

"This one is from me." Marley ripped it from his hands and ripped it open. "I hope you like it."

"Whoa." Marley twisted the old camera in her hands, as if there was some hidden piece on it. "I bet this one is older than me."

"It is… It's almost as old as me. It was made in 1981." Marley's chin dropped. "But I bought it and then it's been lying in a box on a shelf since then- I thought you'd like it." Marley nodded happily. "Well, that's the last present. But when you've shot some pictures with that, I've got a friend to whom you can go and get those printed." Marley nodded with a smile bigger than ever. "I hope you will shoot some great photos." Mike sighed slightly, but Marley only looked around happily. Then grabbed the football. "Uh-uh. Not inside."

"Everybody who wants to play follow me."

Marley ran out of the room and there was a load of running around each other when Marty, Tracie, Wheezy and several of the others all started running after Marley, through the kitchen and out the back door. I looked to Mike- the rest of the presents and a bunch of wrapping paper laid spread around where Marley had been sitting.

"This happens at every birthday- believe me…" Mike stood up and started picking up the trash. "...The great thing about Marley is that she's always grateful- you could probably give her a potato and she'd find something great about it. For those who aren't sometimes I'd just like make it a punishment to clean up everything until it's spotless. But of course- a birthday is a birthday."

"I suppose there are loads of children who could be given the world and still want more."

But Marley did get more, the rest of the afternoon was spent playing basketball (until suddenly the rain came in and soaked them all in less than five minutes) and playing games. With Marley's favorite dinner- tacos, and her favorite care worker and friends spending as much time with her as possible. And with everything- Marley seemed like one thing after the other was the best thing that ever happened to her.

"There's still one thing left…" I put up a sheet in the door between the hallway and the kitchen in front of the children, some of whom were dressed in pyjamas because it was past their bedtime. "…And that game was Jim's idea so let him start…" I handed Jim the pretended fishing stick by a stick we had found in the garden and the same silk band that had been around the present. And a paper clip so we could stuck different prices to it. "You just put the stick over the sheet and catch something." I pushed the sheet to the side and knelt down while Jim almost hit me in the head with the paper clip. "Hey, watch it. Okay…" I put a dirty sock in the clip. "Can you feel there is a fish there now?"

"Yes."

"Are you ready?"

"Yes."

"Come on then. Pull it"

Jim quickly pulled it up, and from what I could hear it sounded as if that sock flew right into his face. Well thank God it wasn't Violet's at least.

"Well then." I told him. "Put it down in the water again and we'll see if you can catch something better."

This time I stuck a bag of Jim's favorite candies in the clip and he laughed with joy when he now pulled to him something he liked, he handed the stick over to Marley and I heard the children scream with laughter when I gave her that dirty diaper.

I would have liked for that game to go on forever. It was just happy. Just as it ended I and George had to send of the youngest to bed and they were not so happy, they were on holidays from school so them staying up an extra half hour which they already have. I even would have wanted for the evening to never end when Violet stomped up the stairs just as hard as she usually did because George sent her too off to bed. And I really would have wanted the evening to never end when I stood in the hallway along with George.

"Well good luck then." He laughed slightly. "You look so tired you could fall asleep standing." I smiled and nodded. "Just go to bed, all the children are off anyway." As on a given signal we heard the door to the attic close behind one of the twins. "Well see you tomorrow then."

As the front door closed behind the dark haired man and I locked it I knew I should have been more nervous than ever. But maybe I was just too tired to be nervous. After a long afternoon with Marley's birthday and everything that came with it. I almost fell into bed and fell asleep right away. Although, knowing the dumping ground maybe I shouldn't have gone off and fallen asleep so soon. Because far away in my dreams' world of fairies and ponies I did not hear what was going on outside of that room.

"Don't you want to have fun?"

Uh oh, the rest of the chapter looks good but someone seems to be up to something. Who? Well, you'll have to wait and see and I hope I'll get the next chapter up faster. But it was Marley's birthday, and she's very happy with everything- except for anyone calling her by her full name. Violet, Marley and Peityn aren't exactly best friends. But Marley's liked- by most of the others, and she herself likes photographing. And now someone seems to be up to something. But there is no way tonight can be just as bad as Emma's first night… can it?

Random fact

I know you might think that idea with a diaper with melted chocolate is immature and definitely not something a twenty-one-almost-twenty-two-year-old-like-me should come up with. But the thing is a friend of me and my family always used that idea when her children were younger. So I thought it could make a fun idea.

And as an extra fact- as you might have figured. Marley's birthday was put in here for making the chapter at all. I hope it wasn't too bad.

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